for a cool summer day

 Loving this summer biz casual look today. High waisted blush pink pants (from express) with a Lush blazer makes a cool summer day perfect. Paired with some opened toe heels to complete the look.  

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festival fashion

so festival season is coming to a close for the summer, so I thought I would share one of my favorite outfits I wore this year. This cute floral romper let me romp romp romp around lollapalooza in style. I actually aquired it from a friend and I believe she got it at wet seal. It was super flowly, which was perfect for the 80 plus degree it was that day. Florals, neutral colors, and metallic colors were definitely the go to’s for this year (And just about every year for fests, I feel like they rarely change)! As for outfit I saw a ton of dresses, rompers, and crop tops. Oh and update- floral headbands are out! I saw very few this year from previous years, guess that fad has finally hit its decline. Beating the heat was the key to surviving lollapalooza, but that doesn’t mean you can’t look cute by doing so! 


p.s. Don’t mind my face I was really excited about my rainbow cone (hah) 
 

my go to summer shoes

This summer I recently purchased some Birkenstocks and may I say it’s been the best decision ever. They are such a versatile shoe that goes with just about everything. From the beach to work to anything in between, just slip on your birks and you’re good to go. Oh and did I mention that they are so comfortable and have great arch support. I highly recommend adding some to your wardrobe!  

   

keep your heels, head, and standards high

Okay so I wouldn’t say I’m a “fashionista” but I do love to shop and know the latest trends. I wasn’t a textiles and apparel major, but it doesn’t stop me from looking through Vogue and Instyle (okay, and Pinterest) all the time . One of my dearest friends told me that I should make a fashion blog- so here goes nothing. So sit back, relax, and enjoy some cute fashion ideas. This ones for you Anniekins. 

{social} media

Social media- a blessing and a curse. When it comes to social media I know I’m an addict. It’s an unhealthy addiction to continuously be checking my Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram, to see if anything new is going on. It’s to the point where I have my phone constantly glued to my body and the thought of being separated is anxiety ridden. However, it just hit me today how unhealthy this relationship with social media is. I am constantly comparing myself to others on every aspect of life, that I get so down when I see people doing amazing things with their lives. I wouldn’t call it jealous per say but it’s definitely some sort of envy. I’m one of those people who are so supportive of other people’s accomplishments and are genuinely happy for them. Even though I am so happy for others success, I know inside I just continue to dig myself into a deeper hole of sadness. The constant internal competition with people (even people I barely know) has pushed me to the point where I get anxiety about how others perceive me. That if my photos or status get minimal likes I get upset– which is actually the dumbest thing ever. The hardest part is I’m aware that this comparison is always going on, but yet I continue to let myself be apart of it.

 I have final realized that I need to stop comparing myself to others, because no matter what aspects of my life are good I’ll find another area to work on. I will never be fully satisfied with anything because I will always have that internal competition going on with the world. That’s why I need to change, I need to change the way I use social media. To not have it as some torture device, but rather a way to stay in touch with friends and family. That instead of being envious of other people’s lives, to just be grateful for what I do have. That my life may not be perfect and I may not have the perfect body, job, relationship, house, family, etc. – but to not use others as a bench mark for my happiness. I know this is easier said than done and it will be a challenge. It’s a challenge worth pursuing and I hope others do the same as well. To not use social media as a comparison device, but as a place of enjoyment and networking. 

xo,

nik

to {share} or not to share

… that is the question. When I created this blog a couple months ago I didn’t really know what would come from it. I only told a handful of people about it and mostly just kept it to myself- as an escape to write out how I feel. I’m not creating this for attention or to get self pity, but as an escape from what I’ve been going though. And to show that being in your twenties isn’t all that it may seem. I know my writing is average and probably has grammatical errors up the wazoo, but I hope by sharing that it may reach even just one person who is going through something. To know that they are not alone during whatever they’re experiencing. Many may read and laugh at how awful my writing is, or not even bother reading at all. Quiet frankly I’m fine with that, I know I’m not a professional writer and I never will be. My purpose to write isn’t to become some world renowned writer, or to hope to be picked up by some blogging site. I could care less about that, I write to get everything off my mind and let it free into cyber space. I am opened with my experiences and emotions that I’m going through during my life and hope I can help others in the same boat. I hope that even if I reach one person and they get something from my posts that I’ll know that sharing was the right decision. And with that let’s hope I’m making the right choice. 
xo,
nik 

{body} image

Okay so I’m going to talk about something I absolutely hate talking about– body image. I’ll admit that I have awful self-esteem and reflection of ones self. I’ve dealt with weight issues in the past, and I know that could be a reason why I feel this way. But I know people look at me and wish they could me, but then I look at others and wish I could be them. It’s a never ending cycle of wishing you were different. I know I’m not fat (anymore), and I am in a healthy weight limit but every time I look in the mirror I see ALL my flaws. I see the extra cushion in areas that I wish didn’t, and constantly feel insecure. Any outfit I wear I constantly think do I look fat in this. It’s a constant battle with your own eyes to perceive yourself as others would to only know you are your own worse self critic. I know it’s unhealthy to think this way but it’s just what I do.

I know the media is to blame for majority of it, telling us to look a certain way or have a certain desired look. The hardest part is that I know more than half the photos in the media are edited and no one could actually look like that but it doesn’t make it any easier to shake those thoughts. To always compare yourself to others is a sickening cycle that I need to get out of. It’s also extremely easy to say fuck it I am happy with who I am and love my body. To join the campaigns to love thy self and no more body shaming– to only know that’s a complete lie deep down inside. I hope one day that I look in the mirror and never have to feel this way. And that when I have a daughter of my own these thoughts never even cross her mind. That she can live in a world that she can be whomever she wants to be and have no negatively surrounding her looks. Until then I will continue to try to remain positive about myself no matter how hard the battle is to do so.

xo,

nik

late night {feels}

Late night thinking may be the worst thing in the whole entire world. Half the world is sleeping and you just lay there in bed thinking. And thinking. And thinking. Replaying certain situations over and over again in your head to only find out there’s so way to change them. To think of the happiest of times to the darkest of times– and just lay there imagining how maybe something can change if you try hard enough. To only find out they won’t. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have so many emotions all the time. I know it’s who I am as a person, and what draws certain people to like me. But sometimes I stop for a minute and wish I could just not feel half the things I’m feeling. How easier life would be if I could do so, how happier I would be as well. Thinking one thing and doing the other is obviously the issue with this though. I can pretend I’m going to not over think things or not let my emotions get to me, but I know it’s a lie. Why is it that when you’re in your twenties your whole body is filled with so many emotions you don’t even know what to do with? You’d think that by this age you’d get that shit figured out and have a better control of them– false. Then there are people who have little emotions and how much I wish I could have that. To just not let your emotions dictate you, but I guess the grass is always greener on the other side. 

xo,

nik

There’s no such thing as {perfect}

I wrote before about being a perfectionist, however, it took me some time to realize. There is no such thing as being perfect. No matter how hard you try, how good you are, someone will always find a flaw in you. That you can not make everyone happy, nor is it your duty to do so. Finding happiness comes from within and only that person can find it. You can guide it along the way, but at the end of the day it’s that’s persons choice whether or not to be happy. It has taken me some time to come to terms with this, that no matter how “perfect” I am to others, it will never be enough.
xo, 
nik